Enji was the only Hero that had any clue about my plans. Touya already knew I was gonna come back for him when I got stronger. But I hadn't gotten to that part of my plan yet. I felt my new phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out and unlocked it.

I rolled my eyes at the group chat and decided to respond.

I pocketed my phone and continued to walk back to the Dorms. I didn't want to deal with that right now. I'd just ask Aizawa what he wants me to call him.

I took a shower immediately when I returned. I slipped on some black cargo jeans and tied them to my waist with a canvas belt. I pulled on a dark navy blue (almost black) long-sleeved sweater. I shoved my feet into my boots and grabbed my old wallet. I did one last check over to be sure I had everything, then I headed out of my room. I followed the staircase to the teacher's dorm level and started looking for Aizawa's dorm room. I took a wild guess and chose one of the dorm rooms that was the furthest away from the other rooms and staircase. I knocked on the door and a muffled voice was yelling on the other side. I knocked again and waited. I could hear someone storming over to the door before swinging it open. Aizawa stood before me in only boxers and a towel wrapped around his hair. "Just sit on the couch. I will be done in a few minutes." He grumbled. I could see a hardly noticeable tinge of pink on his face. He swiftly walked into a room off to the left and slammed the door shut behind him. I did as told and sat on his couch. My mind slowly processed what I had just seen. Once it was fully processed it my face heated up. I shoved the embarrassment down and calmed myself.

When Aizawa was done getting ready we headed off to the bar. We both were silent till we got off of the school grounds. He finally cleared his throat and slowed his strides. "I apologize for answering the door like that. It was highly inappropriate." I smirked and tried to hold in the laugh I was about to let out. "Honestly, it is fine. It's not like I'm your student anymore! It's okay." He had a small smile tugging at the edges of his lips. "In that case, you can call me Shouta." "Then call me Y/n. Being called by my last name is kinda weird!" He let out a dry chuckle at me and we continued in comfortable silence. I couldn't help but think of Taishiro. He hadn't made any moves towards even talking to me unless it was about the LOV. I tried to keep my head up, even though I wanted to go back to my dorm and cry. I wanted to try and make something of him and me, but he completely pushed me away after I got back. I held back the tears as we neared our destination. I felt my arm get tugged back and Shouta held my arm. "What's wrong? I can tell you're not happy." I looked up at him and sighed. "Just some things aren't what they seemed to be. I thought Taishiro might like me, but he has completely pushed me away. I'm just thinking some things over." Shouta hummed a response and hugged me with one arm. "It'll be okay. Just don't do anything you'll regret, try talking to him if you think it might help." I shook my head and pulled away. "I'm afraid his feelings for me are gone, it might be time for me to move on," I replied. Shouta gave me a melancholic smile and gestured to keep walking. "Just keep your head up high. Things will turn out right soon." I smiled genuinely and we both stepped through the door to the bar.

"Y/n! Come join us!~" Midnight hollered from the other side of the bar. We both took careful strides through the people drunkenly dancing and made our way over. Midnight stared at both of us scrutinizing our looks before laughing at us. "Mic! Mic! Look! They're matching!" Midnight yelled into Present Mic's ear. Mic looked over and laughed at himself. "You're right!" Mic got up and wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me away from Shouta. "We need to get you fucked up too! Nemuri and I already did four shots of Tequilla. You and Shouta need to catch up!" Mic took me over to the bartender and made me order something. I smiled and ordered myself a whiskey on the rocks. The bartender smiled handsomely and immediately got me a drink. "First time here?" I nodded and he grinned wider. "First one's on the house! New customers get their first drink for free." He shot me a wink and it did not go unnoticed by Mic. After I got my drink, Mic took me back to the group. "Somebody's getting attention from the bartender." Mic laughed and jerked a thumb my way. I sipped on my drink and sat between Shouta and Mic. Midnight sat on the other side of Shouta. "So Y/n, do you have any love interests?" Midnight tried to stir me up. I shook my head and looked down. "I did, but he won't speak to me anymore. He's been almost ghosting me." I answered. She clicked her tongue and made Shouta move. "Then you need to either move on or make them jealous." I shrugged and steadied myself on the barstool. "I don't know yet. I think moving on might be best." She nodded and gave me a devilish smile. "You won't be pulling many guys dressed like that." I frowned and shook my head. "I don't feel comfortable in revealing clothes. You know that." She let out an exasperated sigh and walked off to get another drink. "Don't worry, she'll bounce back after two shots." Mic laughed it off. I threw back the rest of my drink and slid it for a refill.

Shouta wanted to cut out early after he had to break up a bar fight. Mic and I decided to walk him and Nemuri home, and go back out to finish our drinking contest after. Nemuri kept suggesting Mic and I go out, so that's how we knew she needed to go home. We dropped her off first and then Shouta. Shouta tried to reason that he was fine now, but we forced him into his apartment and ran before he could catch up.

"So do you wanna hit up that new bar over in the red-light district?" I looked up at him with a are you crazy look. "Isn't that area a bit crime-riddled?" He laughed and cleared his throat "It's not that bad. Most of the crimes over there are petty theft. Not to mention you got me to protect you! So, whadda ya say?~" I giggled at him and nodded. "I'm gonna wipe the floor with you Mic! Just you wait!" I joked. His laughter billowed out, he wasn't as loud as I thought he'd be. He stopped me and looked me dead in the eyes. "Please, call me Hizashi. You aren't my student anymore, and you only have to call me Mic when I'm in 'uniform'." I smiled widely, alcohol helped my demeanor. "Of course Hizashi!" Hizashi's face lit up red and he tried to hide his face.

I downed another shot of whiskey and watched as Hizashi tapped out. We had cleared two of the bar's bottles of whiskey, and the bartender was about ready to kick us out. She had kept her patience since we were still paying for our drinks. Hizashi stood up and almost stumbled backward. "Can I get a glass of water to go, please?" The bartender looked both of us over and nodded her head. "It's on the house, just get outta here." She handed the styrofoam cups to me. "No problem. Thanks!" I handed Hizashi his cup and led him out of the bar. "Hizashi, where's your apartment?" I asked him. He drunkenly stumbled and clutched onto my shoulder. He couldn't speak in coherent sentences. I sighed and pulled out my phone. I scrolled through my contacts and found Toshinori's number. I dialed it up and listened to the soothing purr of the dial-up tone. "Hey Y/n, what's going on? It's after three AM." He sounded concerned and as if he had just rolled out of bed. "Sorry for bothering you Toshinori, Hizashi is blitzed out of his mind and I don't know where he lives so I can drop him off." I could hear him hold back a laugh through the phone. "Ah, I will text you his address. He doesn't live too far from the school grounds." I heard him rustling around. "Thank you Toshinori, you are a lifesaver!" He chuckled and I heard my phone ding from a test message. "No problem. Text me when you get home safe." I held Hizashi as he tried to lean over my shoulder. "Will do!" I hung up and steadied Hizashi. I pulled up the directions to his house and helped walk him home.

Hizashi's apartment was in the same complex as Nemuri's. "Hizashi, I need your house key." Hizashi seemed to sober up and unlocked his own door. He beelined for the kitchen and I had to shut and lock his door back. By the time I got to the kitchen, he had already made himself a few sandwiches. He managed to sober up enough to realize I was still in his apartment. He made an extra sandwich and got me a glass of water. "Here, I want you to be sober when I ask you a question.." His speech was almost perfect. Most of the effects of the alcohol were either gone or severely dampened.

It took a good half an hour, but I was mostly sober. Hizashi walked up behind me and leaned in close to my ear. "Will you give me the pleasure of having just one night with you? Nothing more, nothing less. No strings attached. And if anything makes you uncomfortable, you tell me and I will immediately stop." I felt goosebumps crawl up my back and spread over my arms. "You want a one-night stand with me?" my voice was barely above a whisper, but Hizashi could hear it perfectly fine. "Yes. If I knew I could have more than just that, I would've asked already. But your heart belongs to someone else, even if they are being overly cautious." His heavy sigh made my face tingle as it wafted over my ear. "All I'm asking for is to have you in my bed for a night, if you feel uncomfortable I won't push you to do anything. I just want to have one night where I can have you all for myself." My mind felt conflicted with my body. My mind says no, but my body wanted everything. "One night, I can say stop at any time, and no strings attached, right?" I looked over my shoulder to see his face. His eyes were lustful and I could feel his fluttering heartbeat as he leaned over my back. "That's right. So what's your verdict?" My lip was caught between my teeth as I thought about it. I made up my mind and spun around on the stool. I grabbed his shirt collar and brought him down to my level. My lips crashed with his, my body felt so hot and cold all at the same time.

My lips parted with a gasp as Hizashi lifted me off of the stool and onto the countertop. He took that as his invitation to slip his tongue into my mouth. His mouth had a fresh minty flavor and his breath still had the smell of the whiskey we had been shooting down earlier. We both parted when the loud clattering of the stool surprised us both. "We should take this to my room." his voice was low and lust-filled. He hoisted me up onto him and pulled me off the counter. My legs wrapped around him and my arms clutched around his shoulders. "What? Are you afraid that I'll drop you?" I nodded my head and he laughed. "I wouldn't drop someone as beautiful as you. Not an ice cube's chance in Hell I'd ever do that." His lips made contact with mine again as that pit of fire in my stomach flared up again. He kicked open his bedroom door and made his way to the bed. Our lips parted again as he set me down. He immediately started ripping his clothes off and I could tell he was packing more than he let on to believe. He helped me strip out of my baggy clothes and marveled at the sight of my body. I felt really self-conscious as his eyes traveled over my scars. He hadn't said a word for a moment as he studied my body. I started to attempt to cover myself, but his hands reached out and pinned them to my sides. "You have no idea how much sexier you look with those." I watched as he slowly dragged his lips over the scars on my arms, he moved onto my stomach and I couldn't stop squirming. "Hizashi! That tickles!" He stopped and straddled me. He bent down and his lips latched onto my neck, at first it tickled till he found my sweet spot, and lightly bit my neck. He released my neck and stood upon the bed above me. "You are completely sure that you wanna do this, right?" He questioned, I nodded. I reached up and grabbed a fistful of his luscious blonde hair and snatched his head down to mine. "If I didn't want to do anything with you, I wouldn't have taken you home. Now quit hesitating and fuck me already!" I crashed my lips on his.